CHAPTER VI.
TONY STRIKES OUT.
There was no doubt about it, something _was_ moving.

There was a rise in the ground a short distance in front of the turkey-blind, and a little patch of dark sky was visible between the trees.

Across this bit of sky something dark was slowly passing.
"Ye kin see 'most anything in the darkest night," whispered Tony, "ef ye kin only git the sky behind it.

But that's no turkey." "What do you think it is ?" said Harry, softly.

"It's big enough for a turkey." "Too big," said Tony.